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Pen strokes on paper cause a reaction
My thoughts contracting
Like dialated birth canals ready 2 receive new life coming
My thoughts and words always humbling, as I feed universe another view as I see it
These words free no charge, as U take me in
Love it or hate it
My expression related from heart that pump words my eye open, but heart sealed 2 many
Stay away cause plenty evil hearts, can't play part of my peace and elevation
Fools scared of revelation if U choose 2 believe what falls off common man tongue
Never needed a middle man 2 connect me 2 the great almighty, 4 our one on one convos is more bomb and satisfying, 4 real
Everyday people dying
Hate multiplying
Love 4 man...fading day by day
Heavenly angles cry in spiritual realm why it has 2 be this way
Use no inhaler, but at times can't breathe when BS is all around me, careful with the moves I make
Can't be all up in your face playin fake, I'd rather play U from a distance
This ink...consistent
This ink...persistent
This ink non-existent 2 closed minds stuck in they animalistic nature
Will we choose the higher or lower self of being, 4 in these last days that omnipotent light gleaming drawing closer
What's all the killin and fighting 4, when love is all we need
But...we rather bleed out on streets
We rather reach 4 pole and squeeze triggers before we speak!
Another soul gone
This pen push on expressing feelings how I see it
Maybe someone needs 2 read this, and hope they feel it
Mo love
